Ordinary Cultivation of Immortals in Shushan

Chapter 50
Sunrise in the east and rain in the west.

In that room, Shen Ruolan and Luo Nanjia were fighting fiercely, but here Chen Taizhen and the dumb Taoist Kong Lingzi didn't make any movement.

Meng Qiu cautiously touched it, and saw a cliff on the top of the mountain, an old pine on the edge of the cliff, and a stone table under the pine, and the two sat opposite each other.

Chen Taizhen is black, Kong Lingzi is white, and Yiqi is intoxicated.Snowflakes fell, the two of them were covered in white, only the chessboard was still clean.

The situation on the chessboard was appalling, like a confrontation between two Mongolian children who had just learned chess.Meng Qiuyuan thought that the two were fighting secretly, so he observed patiently for a while.

That chess piece is really an ordinary stone, without any magic power.The two of you surround me, I eat you, the fight is exhilarating.

The same opponents, casual cultivators can only do their best and fight to the death, but the disciples of the big sect can be at ease, watching the situation with a smile.

There seems to be a force forever in the world that makes the noble become more expensive and the humble become even more humble.This is true regardless of immortality.

The difference is that wealth in the world depends entirely on the cohesion of people's hearts.When the hearts of the people are present, the dynasty will prosper, and wealth and honor will flow down like water; if the hearts of the people are scattered, the dynasty will collapse, and the wealth and honor will disappear like smoke.Reincarnation goes on and on, never ending.

Immortals, people become mountains to rely on, and the mighty power belongs to themselves.

Once he attains the Tao, even if the dragon enters the sea, even if there are thousands of feet of huge waves, it will not be damaged at all.On the contrary, Julangle is the forerunner, and Botao is willing to make tents.

Detachment is the fairy, and it will make people yearn for it.

The road is long and difficult, and Meng Qiu doesn't know if he can reach the end, but when he embarks on the road of cultivation, his will becomes stronger day by day.

He gathered himself together and was about to look at other places, when suddenly a shout came from a distance: "You are bald, you are also a disciple of Buddhism, but you are so vicious, I will fight with you!"

Then I saw that the mountain where Yifan and Venerable Dulong were located suddenly rose a thousand feet high red mist, swaying unsteadily, looking from a distance, it seemed that there was a huge torch in the sky.

With a sound of "boom", the red light swelled and exploded suddenly, and the mist fell straight down, like a mountain torrent pouring down, rushing in all directions.

Whether it was fighting swords or playing chess, they all stopped and fled to the side in a hurry.

Meng Qiu said badly to himself, Fei Jian wrapped himself up, and Hua Hong landed beside Yang Da, grabbing him and wanting to leave.

But Yang Da pushed him and said, "You go first! I invited Zhang Daoyou and the others to come over, so I can't abandon him like this."

Meng Qiu sighed, and didn't force himself, and turned into a rainbow and walked away.

As soon as Fang landed on the ground, an "Ai" sounded in his ears, and the drunken Taoist said: "I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still like this. You have no fate with me, no fate with me!"

After Venerable Poison Dragon showed his power, he and Fa Yuan stopped fighting, and immediately searched for Yang Da and others, and together with Taoist Iron Man, they rescued the eight juniors.

Earlier in Dai's house, Taoist Zui knew Meng Qiu's talent was extremely high, so he originally had the idea of ​​recruiting apprentices, but looking at it now, he is still as independent as before.

Although he admired him for his rescue of Yang Da regardless of his life and death, he didn't approve of him escaping behind.

Meng Qiu hadn't spoken yet, when Dai Hengyu next to him fell from the light of Taoist Iron Man's sword, and said with sincere admiration: "This sword turns light into a rainbow, it's really easy to use, it's so powerful even for escaping."

He handed over four treasure bags and said with a smile, "I have to check it for you every time."

He wouldn't blame the other party, because it would be the same choice if he changed himself.The so-called don't do to others what you don't want to do to yourself, that's it.

In fact, Zui Taoist and Yang Da also follow this principle, and they don't have to force others to do the same just because they can do it.

The friendship between gentlemen has always been seeking common ground while reserving differences.

Meng Qiu took the bag of treasures, his expression was normal, and he said to the drunken Taoist: "The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. I am not good enough, thank you for your love!"

"Hehe, there are thousands of avenues, all of which lead to the sky. If the Emei Sect doesn't accept it, maybe other sects will accept it?" Mrs. Chen pointed out.

Liu Quan raised his eyebrows and was about to speak when suddenly there was a change in the field.

The red mist stretched thousands of feet, covering half of the mountain range, and then suddenly spun and shrunk inward, like a huge tornado.The whirring sound was endless, and a huge suction force was generated out of thin air, pulling people into the red mist.

Zui Taoist and the others are fine, as if roots have taken root under their feet, they are completely motionless.Meng Qiu, Yang Da, and Zhang Zhang had no choice but to float their Dharma light in order to resist.

Dai Hengyu couldn't resist these six qi exercises at all, and it was Taoist Tie Liao who protected him from being taken away.

The red mist blew across the mountain peaks without leaving an inch of ground, engulfing all the trees and stones, and even the top of a mountain more than a hundred feet high disappeared.

Meng Qiu, Yang Da and others looked at each other in amazement, and even Taoist Tie Mao and Shen Ruolan praised them repeatedly.Only Zui Taoist, Liu Quan, and Chen Taizhen have seen bigger scenes, and their faces remain unchanged.

Several hilltops were destroyed one after another, and the fog had turned black and red. At the beginning, thunderbolts and thunder could still be seen, but now it was impossible to see.

After a while, when it returns, the original mountain is already the highest among the peaks.The black strand in the mist rushed straight up to the sky, scattered the snow clouds, and landed suddenly, and saw a mountain condensed and crushed down.

Just being wiped by this falling momentum, Meng Qiu and others were a little out of breath.

But Venerable Dulong made such a big noise, there was no worry on the drunk Taoist's face.Meng Qiu knew that the heroic monk Yifan was probably stronger than he imagined.

Sure enough, Yi Fan finally made a sound, laughed and said, "You have spent so much effort to come up with such a little thing, it's really boring."

Venerable Poison Dragon was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, but there was nothing he could do.His Ten Thousand Demons Soft Red Sand is a treasure of the Western Yunnan Demon Cult.Take the essence of the earth, pour it with human blood and refine it.

Every grain of sand is as heavy as a mountain, and ordinary monks will break their muscles and bones if they are hit by it.There are thousands of demons inside, if the magic power is enough, even the earth immortals will not be able to escape if they fall into it.

However, this Yifan is a Buddhist vajra arhat. When he uses martial arts, he is covered in copper skin and iron bones, and it is difficult for a top flying sword to penetrate.With a heart like a rock, all temptations are ignored.

If there are only these, Venerable Poison Dragon still has a way.What he was afraid of was the three-light pestle in the opponent's hand.

This treasure is a sharp weapon of the Buddhists to subdue demons. It is rumored that it was brought down from the Paradise by the monk who taught the Dharma back then, and it contains an incredible ability.

If the leftist evil spirits are injured by the three-light pestle, they need to enter meditation for three years and stop distracting thoughts before they can avoid death.Or if you know that you don't have the power of the Dao, you can transform yourself into ghosts and immortals by taking advantage of the three to five days before the Buddha's fire has refined your body and spirit.

Otherwise, after seven days, the power of the Buddha fire will increase, and when it comes to a critical moment, the power will never be able to withstand it, and the body will be turned into flying ash, and the body and soul will be wiped out together.

Venerable Poison Dragon's Wanmo soft red sand has been broken by the three-light pestle for a little bit, and its power has been tested. Of course, he didn't dare to touch it head-on, so he made a bad move and created a mountain.

The eye of the mountain saw that the top of Yifan was only a few dozen feet high, so he opened his palm, and a golden phantom palm floated up, and the mountain couldn't fall down once he lifted it up.

Venerable Poison Dragon had expected it a long time ago, and with a finger, the mountain crumbled and turned into hundreds of millions of sand mist, which spread out in all directions.

"Not good!" Zui Taoist and Liu Quan shouted at the same time, and they all shot together.If this cloud of sand and mist is allowed to spread, within a radius of a hundred miles, there will be dust all over the sky, and there will be no life for humans and animals.

Yifan didn't expect the other party to be so fierce and bold, and said angrily: "You are crazy! Don't you fear that the righteous way of the world will destroy your religion and destroy your soul!"

Venerable Poison Dragon shouted: "Left and right can only die!" Continue to cast spells.

Yi Fan hurriedly flew up, burrowed into the sand mist, activated the Buddha's light, covered a radius of thousands of feet, and fixed all the dust in sight.

"The bald thief was fooled! Haha, die!" Venerable Dulong immediately mobilized the soft red sand of ten thousand demons, harvested a ball, and rushed over.

Yi Fan gritted his teeth, and burst out the word "Nie Zhan" from his mouth. He stood still, letting the soft red sand hit his body, and his flesh was immediately bloody.

He shouted loudly, the Buddha's light was soaring, a golden figure came out of his body, holding the three-light pestle, with a flash, it hit Venerable Poison Dragon.

"Ah, you are a monk of the Snow Mountain lineage!" Venerable Dulong screamed, and the soft red sand wrapped around him, leading him away quickly.

(End of this chapter)